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gab 吉 May 2018
Love.

A word.

A feeling.

An emotion.

What makes the world go round.

You.

I ******* love you.

And it hurts me, everytime that I feel like you're ignoring me.

It hurts me.

Knowing the fact, that you can't reciprocate my love for you.

Perhaps,

I still want to,

Thank you,

For all the *****.

You've caused a lot of chaos in me.

Inside of me.

I'm broken.

Because, once again, I became fragile.

And that **** happens,

Everytime I fall.

And when fragile thing falls,

They get broken.

So am I.
Rayne Victoria May 2018
His voltaic caress courses through me
As his fingers bloomed into flowers
And his breath a soft breeze on my skin.
His voltage electrocuted me
My confidence amplified as the words
Rolling off his lips
Found my ear
And charged my veins
When it reached my heart.
Skin on skin like no other magnetism
A breathlesss sensation
From such an opulence of love.
His true electricity so overwhelmingly paralyzing
So overwhelming that my desire
Had devoted to hydrating itself
Under the waterfall of his affection,
His current perilous but phenomenal
As it coursed through my liquid love.
And no other contingency could execute
The inadequacy and animosity I held from myself
For the lightning that struck from his heart
And radiated from his hands
Convinced me otherwise.
A galvanism so tremendous
Emitting when the crevice of his lips
Closed around my neck
And up to the roses blossoming from my face
Igniting
A spark.
Nikki Jayne May 2018
Sun setting in the western haze
Moon arises on the eastern shore

Caught in the middle of light and dark  attachment and letting go

Mutual affection
Nutty affliction of joy

Smothered in my grief
The shrill call of the Kea seeks to brings me out of this gloom

Why so sad it shreeks?  
Be grateful for this time you have had together

Stepping into the role of woman who could see love with you
Who endervers to let you go

There is no choice only acceptance, though this bites as sharp as dragon teeth mountains.
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2018
Pink,  
never was my favorite color  
  
You were in Pink  
On our first meet
Then, It happened
  
Feel your presence  
In my first book  
Canvas: Echoes And Reflections  
  
Long live being eternal.
Genre: Love
Theme: Truth never dies.
Indigo Apr 2018
I get attached to people for breakfast;
           i get my heart broken for dinner
A Flowered Tux Mar 2018
Everytime I see my dog
my heart seems to clog
with this emotion we call love.
It just soars like a dove,
but if she went away,
I would not last another day.

I cannot say in dialogue
how I hope for an epilogue
that can get rid of,
or better yet shove,
this goodby that I won't let stay
and just keep it forever at bay.
I really like my dog.
Azrapse Dec 2017
Getting attached has always been taboo
For me
The hardest thing in life is probably Keeping people in it
Because everyones gotta go
And you just have to let it go
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2018
I keep you
Inside my thought

So that,
Sometime
I can write
If you keep stimulating
Like this.

Those red carpets
Inside my writing, are
Just to invite
You

Warm.
Genre: Inspirational Love
Ezis Mar 2018
I have become too attached to you.

It effects me too much
when you don't respond to me quickly enough
when you add a song to our playlist
when you ask how my day is

When you leave me on read
I panic
I think the time has come
that you will leave me
too good to be true.

But is that the truth?
Will you leave me?
Have you decided that someone else is better than me?
Have you decided to go back to her,
the other girl who came before me?
Have I not showed you enough skin?

I panic and I wait for your response
I have become too attached
I avoid the things that remind me of you

I dream every night about you
How I wish I could tell you about it
My mind attaches itself to you, links my unconscious to you

What will I do, when you choose I am not enough for you?
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